Nothing Under My Bed

Daylight hours too, 
Can be insidiously cruel.
I'm sunshine on a cloudy day, 
And I'm nobody's fool.
My manners will last longer, 
Than any pain he can bestow. 
The lessons from my intimates, 
Outlive the insults he can throw.
There are still rainbows 
Where my heart beats.
Look! He is walking 
up the wrong street

For I am no longer his home
And I am numb no more.
......

© 2012 
Ruby Honeytip
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Martin Avatar
March 13, 2013 at 5:42 PM
I know the numb feeling you are talking about. I can feel it right now, actually. Powerful and hard to overcome. Triumphant write! you have a great style, and thank you for your wonderful comments on my page. -Jeremy
Tams The Golden Girl Avatar
March 13, 2013 at 7:03 AM
And power to your elbow..great write xx
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